Nathans

She decided to do her son, Nathans, laundry. He was more known to have a pile going compared to Nicole who was far more neater. Ashley exited her room and walked over to the kitchen. Opening the door to the basement, where both the laundry room and Nathans room was, she began her decent down into what her husband and herself dubbed the dungeon. The coolness of the basement sent a shiver up her spine causing her to readjust her robe to be tighter around her. At the bottom the stairs, she walked down the small hallway and stopped at the door to her sons room. Adjusting the basket to sit on her cocked hip, she lightly knocked on the door.

"Nathan, it's mom. are you in there? I'm doing laundry and wanted to see if you had anything that needed to be done?" asked Ashley.